Дорога в небо. Эмили Дикинсон

ceded – I’ve stopped being Theirs —…»

      I’m ceded – I’ve stopped being Theirs —

      The name They dropped upon my face

      With water, in the country church

      Is finished using, now,

      And They can put it with my Dolls,

      My childhood, and the string of spools,

      I’ve finished threading – too —

      Baptized, before, without the choice,

      But this time, consciously, of Grace —